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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jidenna
Vocals
Josh Dean
Background Vocals
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
Programming
Shannon Marie
Background Vocals
Oladele "7G" Kiambu
Drums
Marcelius "Kariz Marcel" Martin
Drums
Stephen Gordon
Programming
Roman GianArthur
Strings
Andrew Horowitz
Strings
Steve Lambert
Flute
Simon Kafka
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
Composer
Oladele "7G" Kiambu
Lyrics
Marcelius "Kariz Marcel" Martin
Composer
Milan Wiley
Lyrics
Stephen Gordon
Lyrics
Clarence McDonald
Composer
Derrick Parker
Lyrics
Gus Redmond
Lyrics
Lowrell Simon
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jidenna
Recording Engineer
Steve Rhythm
Producer
Dom
Producer
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
Co-Producer
Oladele "7G" Kiambu
Producer
Marcelius "Kariz Marcel" Martin
Producer
Stephen Gordon
Additional Producer
Young Guru
Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Fusel
Assistant Engineer
Brock Grenfell
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Peterson
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Money
Go get the money
Get you some
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Bring it back
Bring it back
Bring it back, she said, "Put it in, sou sou"
Shawty come now, let it rain down
Put it in, sou sou
Pitty-pat, gimme that
Put it back, sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, sou sou
You got voodoo, I got beaucoup
Put it back in like sou sou (come on)
Put it back in like sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
I gotta come in like
Bring it back around like sou sou
Bring it back 'round like voodoo
Shawty come get that ooh-ooh
Pound it down like foo-foo (oh yeah)
I'm like, "Who knew?
Who knew you knew juju?"
Shakra feel like new-new (new-new)
Shakra like I'm Zulu
Oh yeah, might rain on me
Come again, swank on me
Come again, shake that weave
That 3A, baby, that 4C
She my baby, she my baby
Some days I don't wanna, don't wanna be cheap (hey)
She my baby, she my baby
Like get hella rich and go hide in these sheets
Get your ones up
Get your cake too
Gimme some, yeah
I want a taste too
The world is fucked up
We fuck our way through
The world is fucked up
So we fuck our way through
It's okay, she said, "Put it in, sou sou"
Shawty come now, let it rain down
Put it in, sou sou
Pitty-pat, gimme that
Put it back, sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, sou sou
You got voodoo, I got beaucoup
Put it back in like sou so
Put it back in like sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
I gotta come in like
I got my foot on the gas, eye on the cash
Hand on my wheel, I might enter the lap
Push out my flight so we could make it last
But don't, but don't pom-pom on nyash
She my baby, she my baby
Some days I don't wanna, don't wanna be cheap (hey)
She my baby, she my baby
Like get hella rich and go hide in these sheets
Get your ones up
Get your cake up
Gimme some, yeah
I want a taste too
The world is fucked up
We fuck our way through
The world is fucked up
So we fuck our way through
Bring it back, voodoo
Get that, don't go
Mattapan Square, nigga, Beantown
Woo-woo, uh-oh
Oakland, East Side
Flatbush, sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, sou sou
You got voodoo, I got beaucoup
Put it back in like sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
Put it back in like sou sou
I gotta come in like
Sou sou
Oakland, voodoo
Oakland, voodoo
Sou sou
Sou sou
Bumper, pimpin', you know
My flight
Don't man bit my bite
My flight
Pop up out my type
My flight
Pop out my type
Sou sou
Writer(s): Stephen Gordon, Jidenna Mobisson, Marcelius Tyrone Martin, Nana Kwabena, Oladele Kiambu
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